Author: Susan

I do this blog for PG audiences and another one for R audiences with Bae Bliss.

Pontoon Boat Disaster

Posted in boat, childhood, Clear Lake, coffee, Iowa, lightning, memoir, OCD, pontoon boat, rental cottages, stomach, stomach issues, storms, summer, swimmingLeave a comment

(re-run) My parents didn’t swim. When we went on vacation at Clear Lake, Iowa, and Dad wanted to take us out in a rented pontoon boat, my mom objected.  Dad won in the end, and the five kids put on our life jackets. I think my mom did, too. I am sure my dad didn’t… Continue reading Pontoon Boat Disaster

Worst Weekend Getaway Ever

Posted in college, firsts, humor, memoir, relationships, roommate, VenezuelaLeave a comment

(re-run) While student teaching in Venezuela, I learned how to have fun with not much money. One of the American teachers had stolen a couple of striped beach towels from an upscale hotel, and she had been sneaking into the hotel pool for years. “Just carry the towel and act like you belong,” Linda said.… Continue reading Worst Weekend Getaway Ever

Best Laid Plans

Posted in attitude, birthday, California, dancing, dating, friends, girlfriends, humor, memoir, music, nature, outdoors, relationshipsLeave a comment

(re-run) It was a Sunday. I was supposed to be going to a birthday party in Antioch, forty minutes away. But the day had become a comedy of errors. I had sweet-talked my son into installing my new printer and had lured him over with the promise of pizza for lunch. It took him longer… Continue reading Best Laid Plans

The Club No Woman Wants to Join

Posted in girl friends, house party, Iowa State University, Roe v. Wade, roommate, Uncategorized1 Comment

A friend of mine posted on Facebook that she spoke with a young woman yesterday who didn’t know about the Supreme Court Justice confirmation hearings and didn’t know that Roe v. Wade was in jeopardy of being overturned. I am not surprised. Young people don’t watch the news, read the newspaper, or pay attention to… Continue reading The Club No Woman Wants to Join

First Dog, Lost Dog

Posted in animal rescue, best, dogs, farm, high school, holidays, humor, memoir, Midwestern, Nebraska, Omaha, outdoors, puppy, relationships, roommate, small town, SPCA, student, teaching, worstLeave a comment

After moving to farm country to teach high school Spanish, I watched my roommate Kristy come home one day with a German Shephard puppy. “Meet Shane!” she said. She hadn’t asked me. She hadn’t asked the landlord. When she did ask him, his response was, “Not in the house.” Kristy made Shane a bed of… Continue reading First Dog, Lost Dog

Hello from Beyond the Grave

Posted in assisted living home, coincidence, death, grave, kitchen remodel, memoir, mothers, mouthguard, social security1 Comment

This morning my dead sister said hello.  With terrible allergies in this month of May, I was rifling through catch-all baskets last night looking for my oximeter that I’d bought during the pandemic, the one that shows oxygen saturation. I thought I might have walking pneumonia.  Then I took Pepto Bismol and my throat was… Continue reading Hello from Beyond the Grave

A Mother’s Day Card, a “10” and a Carcinoma

Posted in biopsy, blog posts, carcinoma, dermatologist, elevator, humor, internet, melanoma, memoir, Mother's Day, mulch, Penn Holderness, perfect 101 Comment

Whenever I don’t know what to write about for my daily blog post, something inspires me. Today I got my inspiration at the dermatologist’s office. I was supposed to go yesterday to see about the weird fleshy bump just above my left eye and against my eye socket. I don’t notice it too much except… Continue reading A Mother’s Day Card, a “10” and a Carcinoma